Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Czech Republic and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Fire Engines to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Arcadia,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lalo Schifrin,
David McCallum,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Warsaw,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rekid,
Rufus Thomas,
JFA,
Dorothy Ashby,
Man Parrish,
the Germs,
Don Cherry,
The Toasters,
The Evens,
The Last Poets,
L. Decosne,
Mo-Dettes,
Rakim,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Yazoo,
Scott Walker,
The Blackbyrds,
The Beau Brummels,
Essential Logic,
Nick Fraelich,
Bob Dylan,
Circle Jerks,
The Fortunes,
The Happenings,
Monolake,
the Human League,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Funky Four + One,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scientists,
Robert Görl,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
New York Dolls,
The Names,
Ornette Coleman,
The Walker Brothers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Depeche Mode,
The Zeros,
Spandau Ballet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eli Mardock,
The Motions,
ABBA,
Hardrive,
Tears for Fears,
Sight & Sound,
Ituana,
DJ Style,
The Slits,
Lightning Bolt,
Sonic Youth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.